The darkest night summons no demons,
Only the flicker of lampshade memories
Knocking, as if searching a shelter,
After murdering,
Chased by their concealed conscience.
The deepest night visits me often in daylight, draped in black coffee.
And we sip wine together.
He has a lot to say.
He doesn’t believe in doors, windows, and clocks.
He enters quite like the landlord.
The darkest night summons no demons,
Only the memories I kill to resurrect.
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